Painted Skin: Girl Monster Hunter

Mr. Ji was not afraid of overgrown weeds on the ground. He sat on the ground with his arms on his legs, and said very comfortably: "What use is money to me? I have done business for a few coppers, and I have also done business for a few hundred thousand taels." But, let’s put it this way, I’m not short of money.”

Mr. Happy has been forbearing. According to his previous temperament, if someone dared to say such sarcastic remarks in front of him, he would have killed him long ago.But he knew that Mr. Ji was his only hope, and if he was offended, no one would be able to deal with that girl catcher.

He needs allies, not enemies.

The happy man kept taking deep breaths to relieve his unhappiness: "Mr. Ji, just tell me, what exactly do you want?"

Mr. Ji thought for a while, rolled his eyes, and said with a half-smile, "How about a mask on your face?"

Mr. Happy was shocked.

As mentioned earlier, Happy Hall is strictly hierarchical, and each level has its own unique totem to represent it. The flying fox is the symbol of the highest leader of Happy Hall—the hall master.The mask on his face has been passed down from generation to generation, and it is the only one.

No matter who wears this mask, it means that he will become the new Happy Lord and have the right to lead Happy Hall.

He knew that he was not the first Joyful Lord, nor would he be the last. He didn't want the Joyful Hall to be destroyed in his own hands, but he also didn't want to hand over the foundation to a Nanyang sorcerer so easily.

He hesitated...

Mr. Ji was not in a hurry, and casually grabbed the bushes of dogtail grass with his hands.He moved his fingers, and the rickety weeds took shape under his weaving, and soon took the shape of a grasshopper.

Mr. Ji held the dogtail grass grasshopper in the palm of his hand, stretched it in from under the black gauze, and stuck it to his mouth, a puff of hot air came out. When he opened his hand again, the grass grass thing turned into a real grasshopper. The emerald green color dazzles the eye.

It stretched its legs, and with a push, it jumped into the tall grass and disappeared.

Mr. Happy saw all this, but he was even more at a loss.

He still had a glimmer of hope, thinking that Mr. Ji might not understand the meaning of the flying fox mask.

He paused before saying, "This mask was given to Mr. So what should I wear?"

Mr. Ji smiled lightly and said, "What about you, I think you look better wearing a lone wolf mask."

Mr. Joyful Lang thumped in his heart, and only then did he realize that he was too naive after all. This Mr. Ji not only knew the meaning of the flying fox mask, but also knew the setup of the happy hall’s institutions—the hall master’s totem is a flying fox, and the altar master is an orphan. The wolf, the steel master is a civet cat, the fan head is a skylark, and the little feet are plain moths.These details are not known to many outsiders.

He thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't figure out how to choose. He couldn't weigh the importance of the position of hall master and the future of Happy Hall.

Mr. Ji played by himself for a while, and felt a little bored. He stood up, smoothed the creases on his clothes, and yawned, "Have you figured it out?"

Mr. Happy said in a daze: "My hall master was passed on by my predecessor Mr. Happy. There are rules in the hall that cannot be passed on to outsiders. Can Mr. Ji make another condition... I really... really want this difficult……"

Mr. Ji chuckled and said: "I'm really sorry, I'm a bit awkward. Once I like something, I want to get it. Even if someone tempts me with better things during this period, I will not be moved. I think the flying fox mask is pretty good, but I don't care about anything else."